| Yeah, ha hah! |
| It’s your boy DJ Seven-Duece |
| It’s a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah! |
| So why you lookin at that other nigga? |
| Ha hah! All the ladies with burgundy hair get in free! |
| Heh, I got live on stage |
| Purple Gang and B.U., let’s go! |
| Feelin old as ever man I came with a buzz |
| Two shots, beer in my hand, I’m gettin drunk |
| Pills kickin in and my eyes gettin lowwww |
| Reek of heat, cologne mixed with hydroooo |
| Ice grillin niggaz with the Roley on the WRIST |
| Two steps, hands in the air, this my SHIT |
| Look at shorty light-skinned, damn she’s so thick |
| How she poppin, I can’t wait 'til she drop it on my DICK |
| I ain’t in the mood for pistol poppin |
| But we can get it poppin if you be gettin outta pocket I’m good |
| Cause when I’m in the club I’m usually off a Bud |
| with a hundred Purple Gang thug niggaz, I’m Hollyhood |
| If you can’t really handle my team, so think the plan out |
| You runnin low on yo' cream, I’m rubber band out |
| Been gettin money like the only thing to get |
| You run up talkin reckless, dude I tell 'em this |
| I’ma knock you ouuuuut |
| You keep runnin yo' mouuuuuth |
| Here’s how it’s gon' beeeee |
| I can’t see it no other way, I gotta be me |
| I ain’t dancin, I got a cup and I’m posted on the wall |
| Won’t get too drunk cause niggaz might open up a brawl |
| You holdin on a broad and you off of some liquor |
| And she got your mind blown so you offer to lick her |
| Don’t care about flossin my nigga |
| Reason you see a bitch every day cause you look in the mirror |
| Spill some beer on my kicks and you catchin a fist |
| So hold your drink, don’t be tough and go mess with a bitch |
| V.I.P. with somethin sharp in my boot |
| Just in case you got beef and wanna start with my group |
| Hoes eyes on me when I step in the club |
| They don’t fuck with button-up boys, they wanna mess with a thug |
| Coward niggaz see me comin so they exit the place |
| Hundred deep and we don’t care about catchin a case |
| Stop lyin by the gun that rest on your waist |
| Before you on the flo' where niggaz two-step on your face |
| Uhh, yeah |
| Anywhere that my crew party the freaks all on us |
| And valet get the keys with peace signs on 'em |
| Any club that I’m at, I walk right through |
| The hoes wanna sexually assault my crew |
| I ain’t handcuffin a bitch, unless it’s to a bedpost |
| But slip up with your chick, we take her |
| Get buck if you wanna, I throw a couple apes on your heels |
| and I talkin 'bout the kicks from Asia |
| I get a lot of hate cause my clique is major |
| So I furnished the inside of the boots with razors |
| The owners get mad, they like |
| «Fame, we got enough strobe lights, please remove the bracelet» |
| I’m on the dance floor where the hoes all sweatin |
| Though I get love from the roped off section |
| When I pop bottles you can get your whole crew wet |
| Screamin Purple Gang while we doin the two-step |